Sons of Amos

Wake up Oh sleeper…
The time to rebel is here…
Get up why are you sleeping the time to fight is upon us, it is in our face!

It’s time for the Sons of Amos to arise…
Sons and daughters of the prophet arise and contend!
Contend because the word of our father holds truth…
The character and the nature of the One we serve lays sleep while our pastors preach, prosperity…Greed and deception!
Open your mouth!
Let’s wake the sleeping Giant…
Cry out from within the whore…
We will not take complacency anymore…
Cry to your pastors…the time has come to arise…

And yes they will try and silence our cry, because it calls them to act!
Remove it from OUR service…this is not why I came…yet we must still press
Sons and Daughters of Amos gird yourself with words…
Words of a Radical…
The words that revolt against everything the religious stand for…
Be equip with the words of a man some thought to be a lunatic
Let these words part your lips…
What you do to the least you have done to your Lord…
Or no greater love than to lay down your very lives for someone else
Do crazy things like…
Share you meals with the poor..
Fly to a 3rd world country… and live…
Or better yet give you tithed to the poor and oppressed

Sons and daughters of Amos its time to write…
Write your justice songs and sing them loud…
Cause He is tired of hearing our pretty songs…when our lives contradict him
But let justice run down like waters and righteousness as a mighty and ever-flowing stream, let these words part our lips!
Sons and Daughters of the prophet use your pens…
Let poems of freedom for the oppress be spat…
Let there be a real revolution…revolting against everything that’s not like Him
As a generation we stand with our fist clinched ready to pounce…the call has gone forth Fight!

Yeah we are violent ready to fight with words and actions
Because our fathers the sons of Issacar have discerned the times…
And they have spoken…the words of the Prophet…
Is not this the fast that I choose:
to loose the bonds of injustice,
to undo the thongs of the yoke,
to let the oppressed go free…

Awake oh Sleeper…the time is here!

They have spoken…
Is it not to share your bread with the hungry,
and bring the homeless poor into your house;
when you see the naked, to cover them,
and not to hide yourself from your own kin?

Get up why are you sleeping the time to fight is upon us, it is in our face!


Let’s fight…
For our sisters being trafficked to please the sexual needs of perverted men
Yes even on your precious American soil,
Our daughters are rapped and made to play the whore
We don’t hear this in out Sunday morning meeting
Let’s contend…
For the oppressed children in Burma made to fight in wars barley able to carry a gun…
For our children in ghettoes..
The poor in Africa…
Let’s fight..
For the oppressed Hispanic in America…
The families who rummage through dump sites in the Philippines
For those who have no voice, lets speak for them

It’s time to rebel…
Yes as offensive as it seems
Sons of Micah let his words not slip from your lips…Let’s do Justice
Sons of Hosea arise and cry…there is a vulture over the house of God…she sleeps
Cry out with your father! His people parish cause they do not know Him!
It’s time for the Sons to take their place…

Wake up oh Sleeper…wake up
The time to rebel is here…
Get up why are you sleeping the time to fight is upon us, it is in our face!


wake up!